Emile Dubois

We love who we love

We love who we love And yet the song remains the same In our hearts a knowingIn our actions a graceNothing can erase that feelingNothing can change that faceWe love who we loveWith no foreboding of spiritjust a space for beingGrowing within each otherGrowing without hasteWe love who we loveA sensation that cindersAlways approaching an endA short lingering glowA mirror for our soulsA mirror to our sensesWe love who we loveEverything else is merely for showWhat price fame?What price freedom?Yet love is exemptIt is all without exception